Тексты песен «Nanci Griffith»

(Bob Dylan) Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love I'm sailin' away in the morning Is there somethin' I can send you From across the sea From the place where I'll be landin'? There's nothin' you can send me my own true...

Where are you goin' there? With your suitcase by the back porch stairs With my heart in your hand In this cold December wind again Cafes and bars are closed Christmas lights are veiled in snow Where are you goin'? My...

It's a long and dusty road It's a hot and heavy load And the folks I meet ain't always kind Some are bad and some are good Some have done the best they could Some have tried to ease my trouble in mind And I can't help...

He is from the work of a Southern writer Where every man's a fighter Where the strong survive And the weak move north to rest And he had lines of silver And hands that delivered Me down to the river To drift away alone...

(Tom Russell) In the hills of Montana There's a timber wolf howlin' The rangers are prowlin' For a woman alone She'd run away from an Indian lover He'll never recover She turned him to stone Chorus She drank...

(Nanci Griffith) I am a clock without hands I'm walking through the midnights Counting all the moments Of the loves I've left behind Crying on the shoulders of the days I've not forgotten now I am frozen in time Like...

My bags are waiting in a cab downstairs I've got a ticket in my pocket says I'll make it out of here And I came by here just to tell you good-by I can see it in your face, you don't want to know why I made up my mind...

(By Buddy Mondlock) Flipped into the wind Like the ashes of her cigarette He got scattered thrown on the breeze As he tried to forget He lost all his heat And his heart never will be the same He got lighter than air...

(James Hooker) If I came back to the land of cotton Would you love just me? Old loves lost are ne'er forgotten That's the way it's supposed to be Are you short or are you long? Are you easy to see Are you weak or are...

Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker They'd say, six to one a half dozen'll break her Till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well He'd whisper in my ear, he said,...

(Tom Campbell - Steve Gillette) Where the Walker runs down into the Carson Valley plain There lived a young maiden Darcy Farrow was her name The daughter of old Dundee and a fair one was she The sweetest flower that...

(By Eric Taylor) Well, the good times scratched a laugh From the lungs of the young men In a Deadwood saloon, South Dakota afternoon And the old ones by the door With their heads on their chests, They told lies about...

(Woody Guthrie - Martin Hoffman) The crops are all in And the peaches are rotting The oranges are stacked In their Creosote dumps They're flying them back To that Mexico border To pay all their wages To wade back again...

(Guy Clark) And I'd play the red river valley And he'd sit in the kitchen and he'd cry And run his fingers Through seventy years of living And wonder, Lord, has every well I've drilled gone dry We were friends me and...

Well, thousands of folks back East they say Are leavin' home most everyday They're beatin' the hot oled dusty way To the California line Across the desert sands they roll A gettin' outta that ole dust bowl They think...

Ronnie stood beneath the movie marquee His memories all curled up inside He was trying to remember Was it August or September He'd seen her for the last time Heard that she'd become actress Lord, she always had the...

I can't be your weather 'Cuz if it rains then it rains I can't be your lover 'Cuz the feelings would change I can't be the wind 'Cuz the wind blows too free But if you want a true companion Don't forget about me Don't...

I once was a lot like you We share a dream, I couldn't make come true I was a child who wrote my name Across a frosted window pane And there are jobs that I might hold If they'd just let me through the door Without a...

(John Grimaudo - Saylor White) And she has a dress of laces It's worn in many places The shoulder hangs upon her by a thread And she has a need for ahrin' For someone warm and carin' And no one sees a heart that's...

Sister had a crystal voice She played a Silvertone from Montgomery Ward Baez songs in Monroe hair She sure could turn the boys' heads to stare Swim wear saunter, tan and haunt them That's all she learned in school Books...